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Sandpiper Pausing---Again

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Having posted a version of this back on 9/11/11, the recent Republican threat of filibuster for ANY gun control legislation stirred up my juices, making it difficult to forget the Connecticut tragedy, one that is plagued with a diseased, incompetent beaurocratic impotence, their behavior seemingly incapable of doing what’s “Right.” But, sorrow spells ratings, so the media fills their hours with opinionating the coulda-shoulda-woulda-won’t-crowd in Washington. Meanwhile, we wait for justice…at this point, any kind of justice.
Sandpiper Pausing...Again What times are these where hearts run hot and cold ceaseless conscience alerts remind us of steel girders fallen prone entombments sealed their distant voice remembered well Compassion's lens peers through this fallen metropolis of micro-flesh this glass transparency engulfed by forsaken smoke knowing today's ethereal descends as heart's residue embracing darkness recalled clock hands stopping media rushing to air-time yet never to be out of date Silence remembers fused tragedies crumbling worlds bodies falling hearts broken Yet learning comes hard More violence breaks the silence cacophonous pandemonium empty shell casings bouncing pop pop pop pop pop children's pleas teachers' bravery first responder's sorrow parents traumatized grievance everywhere Sterility reigns Washington defers barbarity's extended abyss the next tragic moment to define insensitive that irresponsible behavior will spawn new memories destined to awaken vanquished yesterdays Like a video game of archaic gulosity certain chameleon passions remain insatiable indecisive apathy-driven appetites fuel congressional obstruction While at the shore A sandpiper pauses beneath remembered ash echoed violence unredeemable screams floating atop societal trade winds seeming to be never forgotten Like other creatures of blood that flows eyes that see ears that hear hearts remaining conscious knows not cowardice Even a bird understands that And so... Even as the sandpiper probes away its discovered sustenance hard fought its needs remaining small congressional appetites of power and greed continue sated only with constituency expectation indulging in anticipated 2013's gluttonous reward thinking the next tragedy but finger food the next gun sales windfall a payback for re-election answering the next challenge of moral impotency with... Not a problem Not a problem

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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